Melissa sat in the brown Rubbermaid laundry hamper hugging her knees. She was wearing her over-sized blue sweatshirt with the Dalmatians on the front and purple leggings. Her...
The exquisite thing about aging is the reawakening of wide-eyed wonder. All the oohs and aahs of life seen through my own magical gaze. And not those of my children or...
Do you ever wonder why some things in life appear as though they’ve been sprinkled with the enchantment of fairy dust? Why do some people, places or things touch our hearts in...
Foster Wisdom Girl Warrior. Seek enlightenment, illumination and insight at every turn. Grow your intuition and awareness of the world around you and the one within. Fine-tune...
As far back as I can remember, I wrote. Private young-girl thoughts in secret diaries, then poetry filled with teenage angst and dark poetry peppered with profanity. I wrote daily letters to God in Hilroy notebooks, short stories and poems for kids, sad country songs, and raw truth-telling stories about life growing up in a blue-collar neighbourhood in Northwestern Ontario. These are those stories and poems.
